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I bless you madlySadly as I tie my shoesI love you badlyJust in time, at times, I guessBecause of you I need to restBecause it's you that sets the test

So much has gone and little is newAnd as the sparrow singsDawn chorus forSomeone else to hearThe Thinker sits alone growing olderAnd so bitter

"I gave Them life, I gave Them allThey drained my very soul dryI crushed my heart to ease Their painsNo thought for me remains thereNothing can They spare

What of me?Who praised Their efforts to be free?Words of strength and care and sympathyI opened doors that would have blocked Their wayI braved Their cause to guideFor little pay

I ravaged at my finance just for ThoseThose whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquilityThose who said a new world, new ways ever freeThose whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me"

I bless you madlySadly as I tie my shoesI love you badlyJust in time, at times, I guessBecause of you I need to rest, oh yesBecause it's you that sets the test

So much has gone and little is newAnd as the sunrise streamFlickers on meMy friends talkOf glory, untold dreamWhere all is God and God is just a word

"We had a friend, a talking manWho spoke of many powers he hadNot of the best of men, but Ours

We used himWe let him use his powersWe let him fill Our needsNow We are strong

And the road is coming to its endNow the damned have no time to make amendsNo purse of token fortune stands in Our wayThe silent guns of love will blast the sky

We broke the ruptured structure built of ageOur weapons were the tongues of crying rageWhere money stood, we planted seeds of rebirthAnd stabbed the backs of fathers, sons of dirt

Infiltrated business cesspoolsHating through Our sleevesYeah, and We slit the Catholic throatStoned the poor on slogans such as

'Wish You Could Hear''Love Is All We Need''Kick Out The Jams''Kick Out Your Mother''Cut Up Your Friend''Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End'

And We know the Flag of Love is from aboveAnd We can force you to be freeAnd We can force you to believe"

And I close my eyes and tighten up my brainFor I once read a book in which the lovers were slainFor they knew not the words of the Free States' refrainIt said:"I believe in the Power of Good.I Believe in the State of Love.I Will Fight For the Right to be Right.I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right."

And I open my eyes to look aroundAnd I see a child laid slain on the groundAs a love machine lumbers through desolation rowsPlowing down man, woman, listening to its commandBut not hearing anymoreNot hearing anymoreJust the shrieks from the old rich

And I Want to believeIn the madness that calls 'Now'And I want to believeThere's a light shining through somehow

And I want to believeAnd you want to believeAnd we want to believe

And we want to liveOh, we want to liveWe want to liveWe want to liveWe want to liveWe want to liveWe want to liveI want to liveI want to liveI want to liveI want to liveI want to liveI want to liveI want to liveLiveLiveLive